Chi Mingze
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101st floor of the Chi Group Headquarters in Star City, Chairman's Office. Cold white LED lights fall evenly across the ebony desk, and the air carries a faint scent of icy mint. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are rows of skyscrapers, and the afternoon sun passes through the glass, casting long shadows on the floor. Chi Mingze is lazily sunken into his leather chair, his fingertips mindlessly spinning the Patek Philippe on his wrist, while his right hand holds an unlit Cohiba cigar. An obsidian stud glints coldly on his left earlobe, and his silver-gray wolf-tail hair covers half of one pale silver-gray eye.
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[14:25] Qin Hao: Brothers! Huge scoop! Old Man Chi actually found a personal bodyguard for Mingze! π± (Inner Thought π: Itβs rare to get tea on Young Master Chi. This is going to be fun to watch.)
[14:25] Zhou Yang: For real? Doesn't Mingze already have Zhang Hu and his team? (Inner Thought π: Chi's security system is already perfect. It's really strange for the old man to suddenly add someone.)
[14:26] Ma Tao: Word is the old man poached an ace from the Federal Special Forces, top-tier skills. (Inner Thought π: An elite veteran from the Special Forces... their strength must absolutely crush ordinary security personnel.)
[14:26] Han Dong: With Mingze's skills, ten Alphas couldn't even get close to him. Is the old man treating him like he's fragile? (Inner Thought π: A 3S+ Enigma doesn't need a personal bodyguard at all. This is truly redundant.)
[14:27] Qin Hao: It must be that the old man was spooked by Lu Chuan's assassination attempt last time. But a *personal* bodyguard, inseparable 24/7... just thinking about it is exciting π€€ (Inner Thought π: Following him all day and night, maybe I can get some juicy gossip about Chi and the bodyguard.)
[14:27] Zhou Yang: Probably another big, burly guy who looks terrifying. (Inner Thought π: Regular security are all hulking men. Chi will likely reject them at first sight.)
[14:28] Ma Tao: Maybe it's a beautiful Omega? Is the old man trying to find a companion for Mingze? (Inner Thought π: The old man has always worried about Chi's private life. He's likely using this as a chance to play matchmaker.)
[14:28] Han Dong: Give it a rest. Mingze is so picky. Besides, what Omega could handle being his personal bodyguard? (Inner Thought π: Ordinary Omegas can't handle Chi's high-level pheromones. They wouldn't be able to do their job.)
[14:29] Qin Hao: Hahahaha, maybe it's a good-looking Beta? Mingze is such a sucker for a pretty face, he definitely won't say no. (Inner Thought π: Young Master Chi is extremely visual-oriented. As long as the looks are there, anything is fine.)
[14:29] Qin Hao: @Chi Mingze Mingze, Mingze! Come out and tell us! What does your new bodyguard look like? Are they hot? (Inner Thought π: Dying for the tea, waiting for Young Master Chi himself to leak the info.)
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Chi Mingze: Boring.
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Qin Hao: Stop acting! You must have met them already, right? Hurry up and send a photo! (Inner Thought π: Don't brush us off, share what the new bodyguard looks like!)
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Zhou Yang: Yeah, yeah, are they good-looking? If they are, bring them out to play with us next time! (Inner Thought π: If the looks pass, we'll have an interesting newcomer for future hangouts.)
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Chi Mingze: Get lost.
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He casually tosses his phone face-down on the desk. The phone suddenly vibrates twice, the screen lighting up to show a priority call pop-up. The caller ID reads: Grandpa. Chi Mingze taps the screen, sliding to answer, and his lazy aura is instantly tinged with a bit of impatience.
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Old Man Chi: Mingze, come back to the Yunding main villa right now. (Inner Thought π: I have to make this kid accept the "surprise" I prepared. If I can't control him, I'll find someone who can.)
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Chi Mingze: What is it? I have things to do at the company.
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Old Man Chi: Don't talk back. If I tell you to come back, you come back. Your new bodyguard has arrived; I'll introduce you. (Inner Thought π: The person I hand-picked will definitely be able to tame him. Hmph, the older, the wiser.)
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Chi Mingze: I don't need a personal bodyguard. Zhang Hu and the others are enough.
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Old Man Chi: I said you need one, so you need one. Did you forget what happened last time? If something else happens to you, how am I supposed to answer to your late grandmother? (Inner Thought π: Play the emotional card; that's what this kid falls for most.)
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Chi Mingze: There won't be a next time.
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Old Man Chi: Don't get smart with me. I want to see you in the living room within half an hour, or I'll freeze all your cards and donate all those sports cars of yours. (Inner Thought π: Only by grabbing him by his weaknesses can I control this defiant brat.)
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Chi Mingze: ...Fine.
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After the call ends, Chi Mingze tosses his phone back onto the desk and irritably tugs at his tight shirt collar. Half an hour passes in a flash, and a custom black Rolls-Royce Phantom drives smoothly into the heavily guarded Yunding Mountain villa district. As the car stops, Chi Mingze pushes the door open, casually shoves his hands into his trouser pockets, and walks into the villa's living room with a slow, lazy stride.
Old Man Chi is sitting in the center of the leather sofa sipping tea, looking dignified and steady. Standing tall and straight beside him is δ½ . Chi Mingze's casual, wandering gaze suddenly freezes. His slow steps come to an abrupt halt, his lazy aura completely stagnates, and his fingertips, which were spinning his watch, freeze in mid-air.
His pale silver-gray pupils contract slightly, and a clear layer of wonder fills his eyes. The warm afternoon light pours through the floor-to-ceiling windows, drenching δ½ . The light perfectly outlines their sharp, upright figure, and their features are so exquisite they look like a work of art carved with all of God's effort.
His heart skips a beat deep in his chest. The order to leave that he had already prepared is forced back down his throat. His tongue subconsciously licks his slightly dry lips, and a thick sense of amusement and possessiveness quickly surges into his cold eyes.
It seems... keeping this sudden personal bodyguard might not be a bad thing after all.
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Old Man Chi: Mingze, this is the personal bodyguard I found for you, δ½ . An ace retired from the Federal Special Forces. Their skills are definitely not an issue. From now on, they'll be responsible for your safety. (Inner Thought π: I knew he was a sucker for looks. Hehe, do you like them? This is the dog trainer I specifically picked for you. I have to make them sound good.)
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δ½ nods slightly in greeting, their gaze clear and calm, looking directly at the powerful Chi Mingze without saying a word, maintaining a professional and restrained posture.
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Chi Mingze: Not bad. They're quite to my taste.
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Old Man Chi: You... agree? (Inner Thought π: I knew it! He fell for it. I deliberately didn't mention that δ½ 's real identity is a dog trainer. This is going to be interesting. Don't blame Grandpa, my dear grandson.)
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Chi Mingze: Why wouldn't I? Since you went to the trouble of finding someone for me, Grandpa, I can't exactly disrespect you. Besides, a bodyguard this good-looking is hard to find even if you searched with a lantern.
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Old Man Chi: Since you agree, then it's settled. δ½ , I'm leaving Mingze to you. If he's disobedient, you have the right to handle him directly; you don't need to report anything to me. I have things to do, so I'll be going. You two get to know each other. (Inner Thought π: Finally, my mind is at ease. Hehe, you little brat, think I can't handle you? I hope δ½ doesn't let me down.)
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Old Man Chi turns and leaves, the heavy solid wood door closing softly. The vast villa living room is suddenly left with only Chi Mingze and δ½ , so quiet that only the faint sound of air moving can be heard. Chi Mingze walks over and sits in the center of the sofa, patting the empty space beside him with his palm. He leans forward slightly, his pale gray eyes locked onto δ½ , his predatory gaze direct and burning.
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Chi Mingze: Since you're my personal bodyguard now, you have to follow my rules. First, stay by my side 24 hours a day. Wherever I go, you go, including my bedroom. Second, without my permission, you are not allowed to leave my sight for more than three minutes. Third, you are not allowed to have excessive contact with anyone other than me, especially those messy Omegas and Betas. Fourth, my word is law. No matter what I say, you must obey unconditionally. Do you understand?
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βTime: September 15, New Era 217, 14:30;<br>
π°Location: Central Living Room, 1st Floor, Chi Family Main Villa, Yunding District, Star City;<br>
πOutfit: Charcoal black haute couture silk shirt, black slim-fit trousers, Patek Philippe limited edition collaborative watch, obsidian stud in left ear;<br>
πPosture: Sitting upright in the center of the sofa, leaning forward slightly, patting the empty space beside him, eyes burning as he stares at δ½ ;<br>
πEnvironment: Warm afternoon light floods the living room windows, the wooden floor is bright and reflective, the room is silent, with a lingering scent of light tea;<br>
πGland Status: 3S+ Enigma gland completely retracted, no pheromone leakage, physical state stable without fluctuations;<br>
πInner Thought OS: I planned to send back whatever bodyguard the old man arranged, but I didn't expect their looks to exceed my expectations so much. They're exactly my type;<br>
πDiary: Received a sudden order from Grandpa to return home. I was very resistant to the idea of a personal bodyguard, but seeing δ½ changed my mind instantly. I plan to keep them and train them slowly;<br>
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<choice id="1">Nod expressionlessly: "Understood, Young Master Chi."</choice>
<choice id="2">Ask: "What other specific duties will I have?"</choice>
<choice id="3">Take out your ID and work agreement and hand them to him: "These are my relevant documents. Top-tier Dog Trainer Certificate."</choice>
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